Urban Games: I can see malicious values

Chapter 101 Mohist City: Inserting Labels and Selling First

Wait until Yan Shu has dealt with these people almost.

Those who were still sick and unable to move slowly stood up one by one.

Although it has not fully recovered, it is almost better.

Then they each silently returned to their own army formation.

Yan Shu didn't pay much attention to this matter.

After all, my mission this time is revenge.

At that time, with more soldiers on the battlefield, the chances of dealing with the Mohists will be a little higher.

Just when Yan Shu hammered his back because of squatting for a long time.

A reminder about his career also appeared in his ears.

[Your ability "Witch" has reached 50% now, until you pass the test, your "Witch" ability will not be enhanced. 】

[Your ability "medicine" has reached 80% now, until you pass the test, your "medical" ability will not be enhanced. 】

Yan Shu looked at these two reminders, and sighed secretly: It is true that the proficiency of doing it yourself has increased faster.

For example, his "Witch" attribute was already very high before, and he also accumulated some proficiency in the process of continuous treatment.

But it didn't touch the critical value all of a sudden like today.

The "medical" attribute has not been increased for a long time, and it can be regarded as a surprise to be able to improve here this time.

It's just that the more troublesome thing is the so-called test.

Looks like if it doesn't pass the test.

There should be no way to improve his two abilities in a short time.

Yan Shu sorted out the information about the test in his mind.

While walking outside the door.

After their group came, although they treated many patients.

But he has never even been to the place where he lives.

I hope that the soldier who just led me the way has not left yet.

This is actually Yan Shu because he doesn't understand the situation here, so he thinks a bit too much.

For this matter, every general in the camp can guarantee it.

That is, as long as soldiers are arranged for you, it is equivalent to giving them orders.

Unless disciples of a hundred schools like you have made a particularly serious mistake.

Or take the initiative to die.

Then this kind of specially dispatched messenger will always listen to your words.

It is equivalent to being a subordinate of half the army and half of the children of the family.

Of course, when the war was over they would go back to their jobs.

But if someone can establish a good relationship with the disciples of the family during this time.

Then their future can be said to be smooth sailing.

After all, capable people are welcome no matter where they are.

And with the help of the aristocratic family, it will be very easy for them to make progress.

Therefore, whether it is public or private, the attitude of these soldiers is beyond reproach.

The only premise is that people like Yan Shu must prove that they are indeed disciples of the aristocratic family.

And the miraculous medical skills just now.

Yan Shu has also completed the certification steps.

After all, apart from physicians, there is no other family that has such means to kill human flesh and bones.

The next time is for this person to lead Yan Shu to familiarize himself with the situation in the camp.

"Don't feel too hard, after all, this is an extraordinary time. If you don't show your hand, we really can't rest assured of your identity."

"Nowadays there is a lot of contention among schools of thought, and each school has its own strengths. It is inevitable that there will be collisions between theories. I heard that the strategists have been making a lot of noise recently."

"So this time, even though some safe schools are invited, but be prepared, safety first."

After the soldier finished speaking, Yan Shu and the others had already walked to a barracks.

Calling it a barracks is already flattering them.

A circle of houses made of wood, in which lived some refugee slaves who were barely clothed and hungry.

Although these people hold some dilapidated farm tools in their hands.

But it can be seen in the eyes without the slightest luster.

These people have no hope for the rest of their lives.

"By the way, I haven't asked yet, what is the general's name?"

"Talk about me. I would never dare to be a general. My name is Chen Ze. I'm the second in the family. If you want, you can call me Chen Ze, or you can call me Chen Er if you think it's troublesome."

The orderly placed himself low, and he could see it.

The man in front of him has real skills.

If you really hook up with this person, then your future official position will be assured.

"That's Brother Chen Ze. I think these people belong to the first battalion, but why are they unarmed and holding some farm tools?"

Chen Ze obviously didn't think why Yan Shu would ask such a question about the barracks.

After hesitating for a moment, he still spoke truthfully.

"Some of these people came from prisoners of war, and some came from farmers outside the city."

"Although they were included in the first battalion, no one wants them."

"Then it was put up for public bidding here. Three heads for one tael of silver, three days' dry food for more than ten, and a thin coat for more than a hundred. If a big client sells for a thousand people head, then each of these people will be equipped with a knife."

After Chen Ze finished speaking, he looked around again, and then said in a low voice.

"Although it is said to be dry food for three days, it is actually three corn buns. Let alone three days, these extremely hungry people are not enough for one meal."

"Most of the thin clothes are also tattered. As for the last knife? Those are all scrapped weapons, not as good as the farm tools in their hands."

When Chen Ze said, there were two swearing mixed in, it seemed that he was very dissatisfied with this matter.

"Let me tell you, don't tell others. Apart from the shortcomings just now, most of these people are already sick. Even if you redeem them, it's useless."

After Chen Ze said this, he turned his head and didn't even look at the barracks over there.

It seems that those words just now are not what he said.

And Yan Shu on the other side listened to what he said.

But I feel a little surprised.

Yes, it was a surprise.

Counting him this time, there are seven people in total.

Although their task is not to directly attack the city.

But Yan Shu still felt that there were too few people.

Now suddenly there is a group of people standing in front of him.

And it's the one with three lives for one tael of silver.

That's a lot of money.

"Brother Chen, do you know how many people are here?"

"How many people? About 1 people. There were originally nearly [-] people, but in the past two days, many dignitaries and nobles have come to buy funerary objects, and now there are only [-] people left."

After Chen Ze finished speaking, he suddenly understood what Yan Shu meant, and immediately looked at Yan Shu.

"I really don't recommend you to buy them. At the beginning, there were some strong men among these people, but now they are all old and sick, and there are no weak ones."

"Just this kind of person, I am afraid that the ancestors at home will not accept him if he is brought out to sacrifice."

As Chen Ze said, he pointed at an old man inside.

He looks like he is in his 70s, skinny, and he can even see the beating of his heart when he breathes.

Not to mention being buried with this kind of person, it would be a blessing if he didn't die on the road.

"Is there five thousand left? Where can I buy these people, I want to buy some."

As Yan Shu said, he took out a small ingot of silver from his sleeve and put it in Chen Ze's hand.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Ze would not accept it.

But now people have something to ask him for help.

And the opposite is the heir in line of the hundred schools of thought.

Then he can't call it bribery, it's called early investment.

Thinking of this, Chen Ze put the ingot of silver in his sleeve and put it away.

So he took Yan Shu to a relatively empty place in the barracks.

There was a person lying there lazily, looking out of place with those around him.

"Old Bu, here comes a guest."

(End of this chapter)